7 Results in the "Independent Wedding March" category
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Chapter
IWM Ch 5
The shadow of leaves, illuminated by the streetlight, fell across the man’s face. Even though Chiyoon was being held, he was only slightly higher than Jihwon. Everything was going against his wishes, and his youthful face was brimming with sulky irritation. “I told you I hate repeating myself.” “Did you now?” A low murmur accompanied the cold sensation that touched his back. It was the wall of the officetel. No wonder they kept moving farther from the building’s entrance. Jihwon had…-
40.5 K • Ongoing
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Chapter
IWM Ch 4
The space was silent. Inside a sealed, rectangular room, its vertical length exceeding its width. Dark maroon wooden molding adorned the walls, and the interior, decorated with matching marble, exuded an air of luxury and refinement. Clink. A whiskey on the rocks was calmly placed on a wide black table. The thick fingers that set down the glass carelessly flipped through a sheet of paper. The ledger was handwritten. Scrawled handwriting. Letters pressed firmly, stitch by stitch. Beneath the…-
40.5 K • Ongoing
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Chapter
IWM Ch 18
Chiyoon had been immersed in the sorrow of his first heartbreak. The first day Jihwon disappeared, leaving only the words "I'm going on a business trip." Chiyoon sat on the floor by the officetel entrance and cried. He sobbed uncontrollably, as if he had never cried like this before. It felt like the first time since he was a newborn, a time he couldn't even remember. ‘Me, heartbroken…’ Even if it was a fake marriage. He hadn’t imagined he would experience the start of marriage like…-
40.5 K • Ongoing
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IWM Ch 3
Warm sunlight filtered through the car window. Beyond the glass, Namsan Tower and a cluster of high-rise buildings stood in orderly rows. The light poured in lazily, yet the air inside the car felt somehow chilly. Amid the dull tapping of fingers on a tablet screen, a familiar voice recited the meeting report that had just been drafted. They were in the car, heading to the next appointment after finishing a face-to-face with executives to select a construction contractor. A brazen voice sliced…-
40.5 K • Ongoing
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Chapter
IWM Ch 2
Everyone has a single sentence that describes them. The precious only son of three generations at "Maeng’s Jinmi Bossam." That was the sentence that described Chiyoon. "Maeng’s Jinmi Bossam"—its origins traced back to Chiyoon’s great-grandmother. She was born and raised during the Japanese occupation and lived through the Korean War. It’s said that she supported her family by selling food at the market to raise her posthumous child. Back then, bossam wasn’t officially a menu item at…-
40.5 K • Ongoing
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Chapter
IWM Ch 1
There were two conditions for independence. The first was to bring a prospective spouse. This spouse had to be someone with respectable qualities, capable of living well and eating well without needing to inherit the bossam restaurant. The man standing before him was undoubtedly such a person. From his long legs wrapped in black suit pants to his face, Chiyoon’s gaze slid over him as if it were a tongue licking its way up. Even Chiyoon, who typically had little interest in worldly affairs, could…-
40.5 K • Ongoing
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- I hate bossam, really. It’s not just about disparaging bossam as a dish. It’s the kind that’s been passed down through three generations—from the mother-in-law’s mother-in-law to the daughter-in-law’s daughter-in-law—supplying products to X-Ket Kurly, X-Pang, and convenience store ready-meals, with customers lining up endlessly on weekdays and weekends alike, my fingers swelling from counting cash, and paper allergies flaring up. It’s this damned bossam…
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